So I’ve officially crossed from having my pecs be the weak link, to my triceps. They hurt.

105 push ups in 8 minutes exactly.

Man, that’s a lot of push ups. I just finished Week 3, Day 1. I started out a little sore from the set of 35 I did yesterday, but made it trough today’s work out:

99 push ups in 6 minutes

Sweet!

Also, I went running/jogging/walking this morning. Second day in a row, so my legs are a bit sore, but I feel good about having done it.

We spent three days in Vancouver. It’s a lovely train ride there and back, about four hours right along the water, so you can look out and see the ocean, and on the way up at least seven bald eagles - which was amazing. I really love Vancouver. It’s a very clean city, nice people, lots to do. We stay in Yaletown, which is a pretty hip area, with about 50 amazing resturaunts within walking distance, some great clothing stores, nice hotels, and the most beautiful people I’ve found. 9 out of 10 men and omen you see on the street there look like models, and are well dressed and generally put together. It’s a sharp contrast to the general Seattle look which is all too often flip flops and ratty sweatpants.

We had a good time, I only wish it was a longer trip, but Emma’s work schedule makes it hard. I can really work from anywhere I have a good network connection, so it’s easy for me to work during the day in any city, and then go have fun and explore after 5.

I also did my post-week 2 push up retest, and managed to bang out 35 in a row. That’s just over double what I could do two weeks ago. I also got up at 6:45 this morning and went for a run/jog/walk to the gym, which was closed:(, and back. So I’m feeling pretty good.

I hope you all had a great 4th of July!

I just finished my Day 3, Week 2 push-up workout. I did 79 push-ups in about 12 minutes. So I’m up 11 push-ups versus last week, which isn’t too bad. How are you doing?

We’re up in Vancouver for a few days. I’m working during the day, and we’re going out at night. I love this city. I’d move here if I could. Great people, great restaurants, great outdoors, all of it.

I wish everyone a great Fourth of July!

I went to the theatre with Emma this past Friday and saw the movie Wanted. First off, I’ve gotten so spoiled with my home theatre. No annoying people. No lines. No sub-par seating. The movie was great though. Great effects, lots of fun, great cast, etc.. I had a very good time.

If you like that sort of fun action movie escape, it’s a great one. Go see it.

Also: I think that anyone who laughs or smiles or whatever when someone is getting beaten up in a movie, and mean graphically seriously beaten, is either a psycho or has never actually had their face pounded on. Or both.

Having your nose broken sucks. It hurts, it bleeds, you choke on your own blood, you feel like your face has caved in, and the noise it makes shattering is like no other. Your face is really a collection of very fragile, irreplaceable, things. Teeth, eyes, your brain, ear drums, jaw bones, occipital bones, and more. Contrary to what you saw in Fight Club, a detached retina isn’t cool. Having your jaw wired shut isn’t fun. Brain damage from your brain being knocked into your skull repeatedly isn’t sexy. Loosing teeth isn’t awesome.

I’ve had my nose broken a few times. Once badly enough that I need surgery to glue all the pieces back together. I’m not a pacifist. I’m sure I’ll end up in a fight at least once more. But when someone gets their face driven into a concrete floor, you won’t find me cheering, I’ll be wincing, and remembering that sound your nose makes when it breaks.